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hunxho - can't forgive كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
i need to get sh_t right with god before i reach my peak
my new truck can’t be peeped, too much workin’ in these streets
and i always tell myself, “can’t fail, got too many people who need me”
and i always told myself, “xho, you gon’ ball just like leukemia”
on my twin, no austin powers
locked in, tryna work on my album
in jail like twenty_four hours
n_ggas get stabbed, they don’t take showers
and my opps hate goin to jail, when they get there, it’s blood showers
and when r had got locked up, he kept sh_t silent before he beat sh_t, that’s my brother
free hunt, n_gga die, he touch him
i survived the motion
i’d be wrong, they tell ’em that i’m proud of buddy
and i’m still a felon, can’t get booked out country
and i’m still prevailing, can’t f_ck up my motion
when i slide, it’s backseat jeep
i know i’ll ride when it’s beef
i still’ll load and get ’em gone, i don’t just make songs about this beef
yeah, they talking ’bout the sh_t at the store when i dropped me a n_gga like, “who can’t hit?”
or you talking ’bout the n_gga i spinned right down in that hour when he tried lil’ chris?
or you talking ’bout when bruh got popped, but your boy got dropped? you ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh_t
try to slide on me, hear, “frrt,” i put a fully on all my bl!ck
if you f_ck with the gang, then— brrr, lil n_gga, all y’all hoes gettin’ hit
yeah, workin’, i’ve been on the road, i don’t ever be in none of these n_ggas’ mix
pull up on these n_ggas’ block, two hundred shots, we need us a movie
don’t even be with they clique, these n_ggas hop, these n_ggas groupies
never put gun in the bag, it’s in my hand, boy, i ain’t stupid
tryna go slide on they block, i lost a car, hop in an ubey
who not him? how a b_tch gon’ tell me who i am?
shoot at them, soon i send ’em up, i do my dance
they drop diss, spin in twenty minutes, who be playin’?
i don’t like your big homie, i washed him out, now you the man
on god, yeah, this sh_t get bl__dy, but this ain’t bl__dy, this sh_t personal
this sh_t get bl__dy, i’m talkin’ ’bout s_x, money, and murder
and tell your boyfriend, “watch your mouth,” i said i’d murder him, on blood
he talkin’ ’bout he do what and he from where? i ain’t heard of him, on blood
all that cryin’ with sh_t, n_gga
ain’t no tryin’ this sh_t, n_gga
n_ggas die ’bout this sh_t, n_gga
it ain’t nothin’ to drop six figures
i’m a real zone six n_gga
i know you ain’t on sh_t, n_gga
and i know he ain’t on sh_t either
your ho still gon’ f_ck, i k!ll you, she an eater
plus i ain’t livin’ with my b_tch, i don’t need sh_t
n_ggas who love beefin’ with xho ain’t gon’ be sh_t
but some deceased sh_t, on some bip sh_t (on god)

- hunxho

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